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The night was adorned with a bright full moon hanging high in the sky, its light shining down like a pristine jade plate.
Under the cool shade of the grapevine trellis, a long table was set, neatly arranged with fresh fruits and pastries, alongside a sewing box.
Su Xiaonan sat on a stone bench, resting her chin on her hands, her eyes fixed intently on several maids from the manor who were usually close to her, chattering animatedly around the long table.
"Wet Nurse, what are they up to?"
Su Xiaonan stared at the fragrant pastries on the table, her greedy expression unmistakable.
"Look at you, such a glutton!"
Zhen Niang, Su Xiaonan's wet nurse who had cared for her since childhood, gently swatted away Su Xiaonan's hand as it reached for the pastries. "These Qiao Guo are offerings for the Weaving Goddess; you can only eat them after the Qixi festival ends!"
"Qixi?" Su Xiaonan reluctantly withdrew her hand, mumbling, "They smell so good, yet I can't have any. They're just teasing me!"
"Today is Qixi. According to tradition, women in the mortal realm set up a feast and sincerely kneel to worship the Weaving Star, praying for wisdom and skill in needlework. My lady, considering that you will soon be of age for your coming-of-age ceremony, why not join them tonight and pray to the Weaving Goddess for your own dexterity..."
Zhen Niang looked at her young mistress, who was usually as unruly as a wild horse, and a layer of worry crossed her face.
"Does that mean I can eat those pastries once the prayers are over?" Su Xiaonan's eyes lit up as she pointed at the Qiao Guo on the table, her intentions clear.
"Yes, yes! After the prayers are finished, you can eat as much as you want."
Zhen Niang poked Su Xiaonan's forehead lightly with her fingertip, a hint of annoyance in her expression. She then turned and handed her the sewing kit. "The time is almost up, Miss. Please thread the needle."
Su Xiaonan looked around and noticed several maidservants skillfully threading needles with colorful silk threads under the moonlight, their movements fluid and practiced.
In contrast, she only had a five-hole needle in her hand and didn’t know where to start.
With reluctance, she glanced at the delicious Qiao Guo on the table that seemed to beckon her. Gritting her teeth, she randomly attempted to thread the needle with the silk thread, but naturally, it ended in failure.
What should she do? If she couldn't thread the needle, there would be no pastries for her…
Su Xiaonan's face turned red with anxiety. With a sudden forceful tug, the silver needle snapped in half, and the sharp end pierced her finger. The pain made her shudder all over, and she couldn't help but cry out.
"Oh dear, my Little Ancestor! Are you threading a needle or piercing your flesh?"
Zhen Niang exclaimed in shock as she quickly took the item from Su Xiaonan's hand, gently wiping the blood that oozed from her finger with a piece of silk fabric.
"What happened?"
Hearing the commotion from the courtyard, Shen Mozui hurried over from the study not far away.
As soon as Su Xiaonan heard Shen Mozui's voice, her tone immediately turned teary. "Old man! It hurts so much!"
She pitifully extended her bleeding finger towards Shen Mozui, pouting with tears welling in her eyes as she looked at him.
"What happened?!"
Seeing the bloodied flesh with a broken needle still stuck in it, Shen Mozui's expression changed instantly, his tone turning serious and filled with concern.
"The wet nurse said I had to sew before I could have pastries..." Su Xiaonan mumbled, staring at her toes, clearly unhappy.
"Zhen Niang, Xiaonan is still just a child. She has always been playful and is not skilled in these women's crafts..." Shen Mozui gently held Su Xiaonan's hand, carefully pulling out the broken needle while casting a dark glance at Zhen Niang.
Zhen Niang felt somewhat wronged but could only respond softly, hurriedly fetching medicine to apply on Su Xiaonan's wound.
Of course, that plate of fragrant Qiao Guo eventually ended up in the stomach of Su Xiaonan, whose fingers were wrapped in bandages.
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